In this case, Iwakoshi Tsuneichi could not organize an attack at all, and it was obviously impossible to leave the camp and evacuate from other places, so it was difficult to march in such heavy snow, and once he left the barracks, he would be the target of the enemy.

He felt powerless, the battle was so hard that he couldn't use heavy weapons, and he couldn't charge. Shooting, from the current point of view, the opponent's shooting distance is far more than his own side.

And the reinforcements will not arrive today anyway. Even if there were no obstacles on the road, sixty or seventy kilometers would not be something they could reach quickly.

"Shrink Defense ......"

He gave the order weakly, turned and walked towards the barracks.

After knocking down the last Japanese soldier from the treetops, Dong Ku saw the Japanese army withdraw from the trenches, so he left one company to guard it, and the others withdrew to keep warm.

With more than 30 degrees below zero, and a north wind, even if they have cold measures in place, they can't stand it outside. If you are active, it is fine, but if you lie on your stomach, you will get frostbite for a few hours.

The reinforcements on the road were in agony at this time, and the armored vehicles and tanks were walking a few steps and lying on their stomachs, which was really difficult to call walking.

Those infantry are not going anywhere, and in the difficult trek, they have to be ready to lie down at any time, or they don't know when a bullet will fly and kill them.

At this time, General Zhao, who was far away in Zhuhe County, also received a tip-off, saying that it was Harbin. A large number of Japanese troops were dispatched to Mudanjiang, and the specific number was divided into divisions and regiments, clearing snow from the railways along the way, and it seemed that there was a major military operation.

Did the anti-Manchurian anti-Japanese advance army make a move?

General Zhao pondered suspiciously. The Mudanjiang River is far away from his base area, and it is not his guerrilla zone, and he can't reach it, especially in this snowy season, but Harbin has to pass through Zhuhe County when traveling.

After thinking about it, he still sent a telegram to Dong Ku to ask about the specific situation. Divisions and regiments are not yet something he can confront him, and the training of fighters has not yet reached the level where they can fight tough battles.

After Dong Ku received the message, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. It doesn't matter whether the 3rd Division can be eaten or not, the key is to lure the Japanese troops away from the towns, move in the heavy snow to annihilate the enemy, and wear out the vitality in the Heilongjiang area in this severe winter. Moreover, all coming out is exactly what he needs, he wants to attract these forces into the pockets that have been arranged a long time ago, so that Heilongjiang can become a meat grinder in the heavy snow. The Japanese, who do not know about heavy snow, will pay a terrible price as long as they leave their lair and go back.

Dong Ku called back so that General Zhao could harass and train the troops, but don't fight viciously, grind slowly, and consume the enemy during the movement, don't worry about his side, don't cooperate to destroy the enemy for the time being, and don't snatch it from the Japanese army for a few guns and a few corpses, and preserve the strength first.

Press General Zhao dispatched the snowboard brigade to start harassing the Japanese army, not to mention, Dong Ku's side did not step up the pressure on the 3rd Division. Because, the real strategic focus has shifted, and the Japanese army needs to be quiet.

The Japanese army tossed all morning, returned to the camp in frustration, and under the order of Iwakoshi Hengichi, the existing barracks were demolished and the badly damaged barracks were demolished, and the personnel were concentrated again, and the wooden boxes of grenades and guns were dismantled and crushed, and they held on to wait for reinforcements.

After concentrating the last lumber in the camp, the Japanese troops all shrank into the barracks after dinner. The sentry on duty put on a double coat and put cotton trouser legs on his feet, and snuggled clumsily in the bunker, staring at the falling night in the cold.

The Japanese soldiers who had just finished dinner were crowded in the room, and the number of people kept the room from being too cold. There is not much wood left, and there is still water left for cooking, or you can't maintain your body temperature just by eating biscuits, so there is just a charcoal fire in the room, and you don't dare to light a fire for warmth.

In the crowding, as the blood of the Japanese army concentrated in the stomach to help digestion, people began to be drowsy, holding guns one by one, leaning close to each other, in the drift of carbon monoxide, in the cold slowly fell asleep.

In the evening, Dong Ku and the others were not idle, and when the north wind blew the soft snow again, more than 500 people climbed over the hill and entered the edge of the mountain forest, turned over the corpses that were covered by the snow on the snow shell, and then went under the snow to look for the ammunition that had been buried. In the light of the flashlight, blackened positions were picked out, frozen corpses were cleaned up, and before ten o'clock, when the temperature dropped to the lowest point, they returned with a full load.

This time, the Japanese army was the face, so that the soldiers grew a lot, and the number of people who died after stray bullets hit the vital point was very small, and only seven people lost their lives in the battle. More than 100 wounded were treated in a timely manner, none of them were in danger of life, not a single wound was frosted, and tomorrow they would be sent to the camp in the old bald mountain, where they would be able to move freely in less than two weeks.

These sacrificed warriors did not cause much pain to the others, and although they had only received one ocean, they could receive a pension of five hundred oceans. Their families, if built here, will live comfortably as a result. It is precisely because of the disability of 200 oceans, enjoying the subsistence allowance, the sacrifice is 500 pensions, and the family also enjoys the promise of the subsistence allowance, although everyone has not seen it, but the detailed personal files of those students have made these Northeast Army veterans and those hunters have the mental preparation to dare to fight, and in the face of the sacrifice of their comrades, in addition to sadness, there are not too many distractions.

As the night deepened, the north wind began to howl, and the snow particles tumbled and flowed on the snow shells, and the coldest part of the day came.

In the Japanese barracks, the Japanese soldiers were close to each other, with hoarfrost on their eyebrows and beards, and they were sleeping quietly.

One by one, the sentries standing guard wrapped themselves tightly and cowered in the corners of the bunkers, waiting for the change of guard.

In the mountains, three reinforcements lit a blazing bonfire in the leeward of the valley, and soldiers sat around the fire and snoozed. At this time, they can be called ice and fire, the front is roasted by the flames hot, even hot, but the back is cold, the slightest cold air is passed down the back into the body, so that they can't sleep, from time to time turn their bodies, roast their backs.

Even if there is a fire in the cold car, it is impossible for people to stay inside, so the Japanese have no choice but to leave the tanks and armored vehicles and take shelter from the leeward place.

At this time, all the commanders realized a problem, it was obviously not a wise move to march in the heavy snow, in the heavy snow, their current state was no longer able to talk about rescue, and it was quite difficult to march on their own. In the afternoon, after there was no more attack, the team was tired and could not move except for the leeward valley and enough dry firewood.

The most troublesome thing is trekking in the heavy snow, and there is still sweat on the body at the beginning, but as the physical fitness decreases, the cold wind blows into the body through the wet clothes and pants, making them even more stiff, and the hands and feet are itching, and chilblains appear on most people's bodies.

In these days when the smoke bubbles have not completely ended, let alone them, even if later generations have the strength to rescue in the snow with modern power, it is still dangerous and abnormal, and without sufficient logistical support, the rescuers will become waiting for rescue.

The north wind howled overnight, and the sky gradually brightened, and the snowy road from which the reinforcements had flowed was gone. There was not a single movement in the barracks of the Japanese army, the barracks doors were closed, and no one came out to move around.

At half past six, the door of a house that was blocked by snow was pushed open with great difficulty, and Iwakoshi Hengichi appeared outside the door dressed neatly.

Seeing that the barracks were so quiet, he couldn't help but be furious and shouted, "Guards!! ”

With his shout, the doors of the barracks next to him were pushed open, and the generals walked out of the room one by one.

Iwakoshi Hengyi looked at the figures that were only a few dozen sparse lala, and an ominous feeling hit his heart.

He didn't care about asking, these people came out, naturally like him, and they wouldn't know what happened to Lu Dao. He hurried to the guards barracks not far in front of him, and with great difficulty opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, he stood there as if struck by lightning, staring motionless in the room.

The other generals also realized that something was wrong and rushed to the nearby barracks, and then, like crazy, began to busily move around the camp, looking for soldiers who were still breathing.

It's a pity that all they saw were soldiers whose faces were covered with frost flowers, who were not breathing, and who were sleeping quietly, and they didn't see a single shadow still spewing gas.

In the barracks, the soldiers were crowded together, holding their guns, their faces covered with frost, and they were silently motionless. A barracks of two or three hundred soldiers just slept in the cold and could never wake up.

The sentry on duty maintained his original position, shrunk under his coat, leaned against the corner, and stopped breathing, and his whole body was like a snow sculpture, covered with frost flowers.

Fear quickly spread to every corner of the camp, and in the continuous search, only less than a hundred soldiers who were about to freeze were still breathing weakly, but they were not far from death, and even if their hands and feet woke up, it was estimated that they might not be theirs.

Yan Yue Heng's eyes were empty, and with the support of several adjutants, he returned to the room where the charcoal fire had not been extinguished, and sat on the kang like a dead man, without saying a word.

"Generate electricity! Pick up your weapons!! ”

A major general reacted quickly in panic and shouted for help.

An adjutant picked up the radio station and operated it himself, and Didi's message was sent out.

Five minutes, ten minutes...... The three rescue teams did not respond, seemingly, having been radio-silent.

At that moment, the silence of the camp was broken by a thumping gunshot, followed by a thumping gunshot.

"Pick up your weapons!!"

The major general exclaimed, drew his command knife, and rushed out of the barracks with his pistol in hand.

He had just shown up when a gunshot rang out, and a bullet hit him exactly in the center of his eyebrow, causing him to fall backwards, blood splattering, and he returned to his room.

Several adjutants in the house were about to shoot outside the door with their guns, and in the gurgling sound, two smoking melon grenades were thrown into the house one after another, and in their horror, they exploded with a bang.

At the same time, the barracks doors were pulled open, and the muzzles of the guns were peeked in, and then a grenade was thrown in, ignoring the fact that it was the frozen corpse.

A big slam slammed two shots on the closed door, then kicked the door open, and the man rushed out of the door with a command knife.

Before he could stand on his feet, he saw a white shadow rushing towards him, and then his chest was cold, and he didn't even feel pain, and the strength of his whole body was drained.

He was stunned to see a spear and the steaming three-edged bayonet on the head of the spear leave his chest, and then a big foot kicked him in the body, and his consciousness shattered like glass with this kick.

Dong Ku rushed into Iwakoshi Hengichi's barracks, at this time, Iwakoshi Hengichi was taken away by the shrapnel of the grenade and one ear, but he still sat there, letting the blood flow half of his face, motionless. Several other adjutants had been shattered by grenades, and those who were not dead were also refilled by the Oroqen guards who followed Dong Ku closely, and the out-of-body Iwakoshi Hengichi was left in the whole room.

"Lieutenant General. You're Tsuneichi Iwakoshi, aren't you? ”

Dong Ku put away the shell gun, looked at Iwakoshi Hengyi's military rank and asked.

Iwakoshi Hengyi's eyes flickered, slowly focusing on Dong Ku, who was dressed in white, the brilliance of life appeared in his empty eyes, and he muttered, "Are you from Zhina?" ”

"I'm Chinese!" Dong Ku looked coldly at the walking corpse-like Iwakoshi Hengyi, and added, "There are no Soviet Russian squads in Heilongjiang, some are just Chinese troops." ”

"Impossible!! How can a weak Shina be armed like you!! ”

As soon as Dong Ku's words fell, Iwakoshi stood up and pointed at Dong Ku, his face twisted and growled.

"Arrogant stupid B."

Dong Ku didn't talk nonsense to him anymore, turned his head and waved his hand, and walked out of the room with the sound of a bayonet entering his body.